The piano music ran softly through the house
Light on the notes it rang out
Floating its vibration through the floor
Tapping and caressing softly each thing it came across
I was lost
Having shattered that day
Broken I thought, beyond repair
Until you stepped in
And I was lost no more
I’ve never done drugs.
I never planned to.
And why should I,
When life itself is a beautiful drug?
—-No seriously it is.
Despite all the bad things there are many good things about life. There is a whole world out there. So many different cultures and people and places to meet and explore.
Why then tell me, would any get stuck in the rut of life?
Lift your head and see what’s around you.
They say “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder”,
So is there really such thing as ugly?
"One man’s trash is another man’s treasure."